I woke up in a strange room connected to an iv drip and a heart monitor.'what the f***' I think as I pull out the cords 'Oh shit they've got me again' I continue to think as I put on my shirt that was sitting next to me and look around for my bag. I spot it in a corner and pick it up walking to what I think is an elevator but when it opens much to my dismay I see the one of the many people I didn't want to see... Logan.

"Where ya going kid?"

"Away" I reply bluntly

"Fine, but can you at least meet someone first" he asks walking back into the elevator. Me been my curious self as usual decided to follow.

"Why are you so strong?" I ask
"Its a part of my mutation" he replied
"Is that all?"
"No, these" he says letting three razor sharp metal claws come down from his knuckles "And a healing factor"

Those claws scared me they looked exactly like mine and it was then and there that I figured this guy works for weapon x so as the doors open my instincts take over and I bolt down the corridor. Opening the last door on the left because call me crazy but that door was calling me.

"Hello Oliver" a voice from behind me says and I feel a mental presence try to look inside my head.

After putting up my mental barriers and turning around to face the man who sits in a wheelchair I ask "How you know my name?"

"Wolverine just told me" the man replies calmly

"Wolverine?"

"He also goes by the name Logan" the man explains

"Yea" I heard Logan say behind me clearly sounding annoyed

"Now Oliver, my name is professor Charles Xavier and I run this school which is for mutants so I ask what is your mutation?"

"I don't really have one" I lie easily

"Really?" asks Logan clearly not convinced

"Yes" I state "I don't have a mutation"

"Okay well Oliver, even though you do not have one we would still like you to stay with us for as long as you need. Anyone good is welcome here"

'Look professor, I am truly fine and I'll just be in my way"

"Oliver you don't look that old. How old are you? he asks

"I'm 12"

"Where are your parents?"

I shrug.

"Where are you from then?"

"Alberta, Canada"

"I can't possibly let go a child especially one who is hurt. Will you at least stay a week" he asks not giving up

"Fine, one week" I sigh

"Good, now Rouge will show you to your room" he says and on cue a girl about 16 came in with a white strip In her hair. "Rouge, can you please take Oliver to the room across from Logan's" the professor asks

"Sure professor" she answers

As I close the door behind me I signal for Rouge to stop before I place my ear to the door in order to hear their conversation.

"I thought you didn't have a mutation?"

"I don't" I assure her as she too put her ear to the door "Just good hearing"

Logan's pov

"I don't believe him Charlie, he's hiding something"

"Calm down Logan I'm sure he'll tell us what we want to know when he's ready. You can start working on building a relationship with him as you are going to be spending a lot of time with him"

"What? Why?"

"He's going to need a mentor and congratulation Logan. He needs to be able to properly defend himself and you are the best we have so congratulations you the job"

"I don't think this is a good idea. He has no trust in me"

"I may not have been able to get inside his head but I have a good feeling that you are exactly what he needs"

"Let's hope you're right" I say walking towards the door

"I am, goodbye"

Oliver's pov

"Go" I whisper to Rouge as I heard Logan begin to walk towards us and with that we took of sprinting down the corridor just turning the corner as Logan walks out of the office.

"Here's your room" Rouge says as we reach the 4th floor and she opens one of the many doors "Logan is right across the hall if ya need him" she says before leaving

"Thanks" I replied before scanning my surroundings. It was a smallish room with a bathroom it seemed like luxury to me, I mean I had spent 3 years in a cell that was 3 by 4 meters with just single bed. I dumped my bag by the bed and was staring out the window lost in thought when I heard a knock at the door.

"It's Logan"

"Come in"

"How ya feeling?"

"Good I guess" I replied Logan was clearly stuck for words

"Well um, I'm gonna be your fighting teacher for the next week and your mentor in general so don't hesitate in coming to me for anything even if it is the middle of the night. You can follow me round tomorrow if you want then you have school with the rest of the kids starting Monday. Here's your schedule fighting class is just you and me at 5pm"

"Thank you"

"No problem, have a good night. Also please have a shower" and with that he left.

"Oh well" I said to myself leaving my schedule on the table. The first thing I do is take a shower. It feels like it had been months and I enjoy feeling the warmth of the water hitting my bare skin and the feeling of the dirt being washed away. I dress quickly and come out of the bathroom, grabbing a beer from my bag seeing if it would help forget about the pain and Sabretooth. I don't remember the rest of that night.

I woke up to wolverine shaking me and saying it was time to get up.

"Fine" I groan that damn the beer had made me groggy. Damn it I must have had more than one.

At the breakfast table I stood awkwardly until Logan handed me some cereal and guided me into a seat. My eyes went straight to the dog tags around Logan's neck, they looked so much like mine I'd have to take a look at my own later.

"You want to have a look at them kid" Logan asked noticing my curiosity

I shook my head I didn't feel like getting angry or upset in front of other was quiet for a few more minutes but then Logan asked a question I never expected.

"Were you drinking last night?"

My eyes snap up narrowing in confusion at Logan "Why?" I asked hesitantly

Logan sighs "Do not do it again kid, you're underage plus it's not good for you"

I was completely shocked yet I managed to I nod my head anyway 'does he actually care" I thought to myself.

"So today if you don't mind, do you want to do some basic fighting just to see what you can already do?"

"Sure" I answered

"We'll fight outside be ready in 5"

I walked outside exactly 5 minutes later. It was a bitter cold day but I didn't mind Logan on the other hand looked like he was freezing.

"Okay kid,are you ready?" he asked placing sparring dummy about a meter away from me then setting his beside mine.

"Ok kid, just copy me" and then he send a few basic kicks and punches I copied perfectly and as we went getting more and more advanced I had a feeling he was getting impressed maybe I should flunk out so on my last hit so he doesn't get suspicious. and so I let myself mess up.

Logan nodded "That's it for today, go take a look around dinner should be ready soon" he said

I was shocked that so many hours had passed just like that.

Logan's pov

As I watched Oliver copy my moves perfectly I knew something couldn't be right, there was no way he could have done the hard stuff without some training. I knew he did cage fights but most people there rely on their strength and height not their moves so two questions came to me what's he hiding and he must have at least some sort of mutation as no human kid could handle that amount of exercise and strength so what was it?